Songtexte:
Hip Hop For Respect

Keep quiet, be silent the sphere no weak vibe We defy, a new in it root, for street wise Got to stop it, and taxes for guns, wars and wackers Puttin

apple Keep quiet, be silent the sphere no weak vibe We defy, a new in it root, for street wise Got to stop it, and taxes for guns, wars and wackers Puttin

of sin I pray for the day we see you rise again Uh [Nas] [Broady] Thug Poet Street analyst is this, the Thug Poet Hustlers bang out to Thug Poet Flows for your block, Hip-Hop

nothing less than Bullshit,(West Side) And who can hang with the all around remainders, A real entertainer, We bout to open up the whole true hip hop,

spit this ain't no pop Baby I be certified, make the crowd rock and do it all out of my love for this hip hop Baby I be certified Be certified, yes I

and rose to the top Like the cream in your coffee - burning hot! (burning hot!) Climbing the Billboards for the number one spot King of the block - stop for

on an advertisement, comecializing Fuckin' sell out, nigga, this is hip-hop, not fasion, Get the hell out, I'm taking out these so called gangsta niggas, Takin' pictures, modeling clothes for

they gotta respect How I don't water my shit down for the record execs A lot of suckers won't like it, but they gotta respect How I don't water my shit

wouldve stayed But ive already wasted over half of my life I wouldve laid Down and died for you I no longer cry for you No more pain bitch you Took me for